Page 9 of Shifting Winds
Caelan huffed, stood on his hind legs, and got the front door open with no interference from me.
“Creepy,” I said as I watched the wolf enter my house.
A couple minutes later, Caelan came out of the house wearing joggers and a t-shirt that fit and holding a steaming mug of coffee and a blanket from the back of the couch. He had a funny look on his face.
“Put your coffee down,” he said in a snarly voice as he set his mug down on the other table by the loveseat.
I blinked and looked up at him.
His eyes had gone full gold.
I set my mug down.
Caelan bent and scooped me up in one arm. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he bent to get my coffee. He carried me over to the outdoor loveseat and sat down, settling me into his lap.
“Are you alright?”
“You bought me clothes.” He handed me my mug and picked his up.
I had. It didn’t seem right for him to wear my ex-husband’s clothes, and they didn’t fit him anyway. “Did I do something wrong?”
His hand cupped the back of my head, his fingers tightening in my hair.
My eyes closed. The damn man knew I loved it when he acted possessive like this.
Warm lips pressed against mine, the slide of his tongue against the seam of my lips dragging a moan from me. I opened, and Caelan kissed the breath right out of me.
“Well,” I said when he drew back. “I guess you like them? It was only a few t-shirts and some joggers. Simone told me your size.”
“You thought of me when I wasn’t there.” His eyes still blazed gold.
“I always think of you.” Life would be easier if I didn’t, but he’d wormed his way into my heart and my psyche, and I knew I’d never get him out.
Caelan’s eyes narrowed. “Drink your coffee,” he snarled.
The look in his eyes made my heart twist. The second I finished, he took the mug, slammed it down on the table, and rose, carrying me inside to the bedroom.
I didn’t argue.
Not even a little bit.
I was on time, no thanks to Caelan, who kept trying to drag me back to bed. I’d left him rumpled and gorgeous in my bed with instructions to lock the place up. He gave me a wicked smile and asked me if I was sure I had to go in today.
Evil wolf.
Moira and Ash were already there. The vampire laughed out loud when she saw me.
“Morning loving? Damn, Evie. You’re making us all jealous.”
“Shuddup,” I said, crimson heating my cheeks.
She grinned. “There’s fresh coffee and some notes about the automaton on your worktable.”
“I’ll work on it today.” I made a beeline for the coffee pot and got ready for the day, doing my best not to think about my morning with Caelan and failing miserably.
“Maybe we should add these to the website,” Ash said. He crouched down to peer at the concept I’d spent hours working on. “You have a real gift.”
A smile flashed over his face as he restarted the automaton. I’d created a forest scene with blooming flowers. A white swing,ropes entwined with vines and blooms, hung from an ancient oak tree, gently swinging as a fox lay curled up on the seat. Fog curled along the ground as a bright green snake slithered along the grass.
